Final hurdle....

The medical...

I had it today. They took blood. I was proud of it's purply red colour. Discovered I have a slighlty weaker left eye and that i had nothing to worry about. ( had visions of comedy style giant syringes!)
Thank god that's over.
That means that all test, forms and other annoying things that I need to do for Oz are over!!

Yeah...
Here's hoping they still let me in..

6 months to go...

And it's starting to feel like time is getting ahead of me! Tried to renew my car insurance, can not get a 6 month policy , so I've paid for the first 6 months and then I'll have to pay an admin fee to cancel it. We can't have the new fan dangled Telewest recorder because you have to have a 12 month contract, nor can I have an up-grade on my mobile for the same reasons. These simple things make it all seem a little scary.
I mean, I've been at Shenley court school for 6 months already! That went by really quickly so I am sure that it won't be very long at all until I am entering my first blog from the other side of the world.

It's half term and that means that, instead of relaxing and sleeping, Matt and I are (to coin a phrase) "up to our necks in it" (mum - never had the heart to explain that it's EYES woman!! EYES! - or what the appropriate connotation is!) Basically, we've started to clear out the attic. This has been traumatic experience for many reasons; One, I had to spend the night before last on the sofa bed in the front room because the bedrooms were so full of stuff we couldn't actually get into bed. Secondly, I'm having to be tough on myself and throw away anything that I wouldn't want to pay to have shipped over to OZ. All my uni work? Gone ( I kept my dissertation though)

It's strange, some of the stuff that I have chosen to keep up until now is complete rubbish but must have meant something to me at the time. I still have a letter that I wrote to the board of govenors at STAS in 1998, complaining about the way the A Level French examination had been conducted, I still had Mrs Bucahnon's reply which contained the slightly unprofessional words " I know you have your heart set on Birmingham University, and not just because Neil's there" LOL That made me cringe! Can you imagine...

I found lots of photographs, including, an album from when I left Walkwood C of E in ooh 1993? Pictures of lots of people I have long since forgotten about and that bird what lives down the road and keeps following me to the gym, Span - I think that's her name. She had a short bob back in those days and was in LOVE with a boy with a giant spike on his head. (Made of hair and a lot of gel) I have pictorial evidence of said affair - will sell for reasonable price

Also discovered other fabulous Span related products such as the Xpression song book - with complete lyrics for "Manic Monday" and "Together Forever". Apparently we were sponsored by SHAK - which I can only imagine was a clever use of the first initial of Selena, Hannah, Aimee and Kelly? I'm still waiting for the sponsorship money from the other three and wondering what John and Chris' role was - apart from air guitar?
Span reliably informs me that we used to have a radio station called SHAK FM - Obviously, we didn't broadcast but spent hours in our rooms recording on a little white tape recorder I recently took to the tip. Just imagine what we'd be like today? The potential of Podcasts and the like is frightening.... We'd have been rich I tell you!

A Hen and a bunch of cocks.

Excuse the pun.. I couldn't resist. The cock is, of course, not in this picture. IN fact there won't be any pictures as the cocks forgot to take the camera with them... Typical. Drink and take pictures? That's multi- tasking and was clearly too much to ask!

We had a great time yesterday celebrating with Tina. She's getting married on June 17th and we all went to Worcester to mark her last few weeks of freedom.

During the evening she swapped clothes with a man, chatted up a bold man, drank 12 glasses of wine, bounced around the club as tigger (Whilst I screamed loudly WOOWOO! and bounced the way clear up front.) She pole danced, did the locomotion and I hope had a fabulous time.

Check out the piccies....

D J Tina in the house...

at the court yard




Han and the Hoff!

Thank you...

Thank you for being you
for being the only one who has ever made me feel one
for being the there when all others dessert me
for understanding when all others are confused
for distracting me with humour when we both know I'm being daft
for trusting me with you

for loving me so completly that I need never ask
for the connection that makes the world melt away and seem more vivid and beautiful all at once
for making me tea when you know I can't face it
for the play fights, the chases and the tea towel whipped bum
for the chidishness and playfullness that make it such fun
for the brilliant blue eyes that sometimes feel like they can see right inside
for the support and encouragement,
for the surprise presents and moments i wasn't expecting
thank you for being you.


Language of love number ? Positive Affirmation...

The evil ones are all around.

07/05/06 - 1:30am

A slide and a clunk is heard in taxi . LOF, LOM, BOGUS and SPAN are HAMMERED


MOCH: Did anyone drop anything?
Silence


07/05/06 - 12:00

LOF: I haven't seen my mobile for a while....

07/05/06 - 11:00pm

LOF: So have you seen my mobile?
MOCH: When was the last time you saw it?
LOF: When I text my mum at the Chinese
MOCH: Did you have it out in Bacchus?
LOF: nah
MOCH: call it then

Calls it - It goes Straight to answer machine message

LOF: Bollocks! It's gone straight to the machine. Annoying
Frantically checking coat, trousers, draws (the wooden type, not the pants)

07/06/06 - 11:35

Moch calls LOF mobile from hers

MOCH: "That's weird it's ringing!"

Bring! Bring!

Strange voice (Asian in origin) Hello?
Moch: Hello? Who's that?
Strange voice: Who's that?
Moch: Well who's that?
Strange voice: Well who are you?
Moch:The girlfriend of the man whose phone you've just answered.
Strange voice: Yeah he's lost it.
Moch: I know! We've been looking for it everywhere. Have you found it then? Who are you? Where are you and when can we get the phone back?
Are you the taxi driver? - interrupted
Strange voice: That's not gonna happen (Cue evil laughter)

CLICK --------- Phone line goes dead.

Moch: Shit! The bastards just laughed and said it's not going to happen!

Both give each other surprised looks. LOF wishing he'd laid gravel around his phone.

07/05/06 - 11:40

LOF cancels contract with Vodaphone whilst Moch annoys perpertrator by continually calling LOF's stolen phone. She plans to be really nice so criminal will feel really bad...

07/05/06 - 11:42

perpertrator starts calling landline (That back fired didn't it)
LOF warns family members labeled ICE


08/05/06 - 10:30am

LOF confesses to big boss that he got hammered and the phone got stolen.
Boss: Getting drunk and losing your phone on a Saturday night? What an opportunity! I'm glad you took it. That's exactly what you should be doing at this time in your life! Well done! Have a brand new, free phone which is even better and slightly more expensive to reward yourself.

08/05/06 - 11:35 am

Phone rings at LOF's busy and productive desk (puts down chicken baguette and pretends to be working again) answers phone.

LOF: Hello?
Caller: LOF? Just been told about your phone. Ordered you one that costs an extra £5000. Wondered why you made £196 worth of calls to foriegn countries on Sunday.

Moral of the story:
Beware the man in the taxi who is evil, especially if he has relatives in far away countries that he hasn't spoken to in a while!

LOF didn't sleep well last night..has been planning improved security protocols for new million pound phone (code to unlock it when switched back on?? - gravel?Infra red tracking device? Smoke screen, oil slick and electric shock??)

10,000 Pounds is all it takes....

So, we got tarted up. Span sporting a simple leather mini, fishnet stockings, black top, dark make-up and high heels. Me wearing a cream mini, fishnet stockings which stopped just before the hem (ooh er), a short black vest top, pearls (fake - but £8.50!!! 8.50!!! stupid me) and a choker with a cross. (I looked a little like a Madonna throw back)

Feeling self-conscious we decided to cover ourselves with a long black coat. LOF then announced that we'd be walking to the train station.. Mmmmmm Strolling through my old school's catchment area dressed as a whore... LMAO.
Thankfully LOM drove us to the station. (well by the chippy at the station) and after being wolf-whistled and stared at as we walked down the Bristol road at 5:30 in our full regalia we eventually met the rest of the gang on the train.

It's Bogus' birthday on Monday you see so the Rocky Horror show had to coincide with his celebrations. This meant the obligatory visit to the Golden Pond. (There eyes popped out when I stood up to go the loo half way through the meal and had no choice but to flash my thighs...) LOL.

However, once we left the restaurant and got closer to the Alexandra theatre Span said " I never thought I'd feel underdressed" Laughing, looking around we could see several men wearing stockings, suspenders, garters, basks and wigs. One of them turned around and said " i don't know how you women do it! " and promptly complained about the lack of room in his very tight briefs.

This was my second visit to the Horror show, the last being when I was 18 in 1998. I am interested to see if Span blogs about the show as I'm wondering whether or not her experience was the same as mine back then. It's such a culture shock you see. When you're used to going to see musicals, in silence, in the dark, quietly. It's shock when you hear people shouting "Arsehole" and "slut" every time a certain pair of characters' names are mentioned. lol

It was a cracking night and as usual the audience were the people who made it that extra bit special. Russ Abbott of all people was the narrator and I have to say he was brilliant. Not as good as Parsons obviously but he certainly held his own as the crowd cajoled him. Several funny moments:


Narrator:
And crawling on the planet's face
Some insects called the human race...
Lost in time

Audience member:
What's your favourite TV show mate?

(Pause - the look on his face says it all)

Narrator:
lost in space


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Narrator:
It were as if she were riding a giant

Audience member:
COCK!

Narrator:
tidal wave.

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interestingly it was Suzzane Shaw who played the part of Janet and to be fair to her she did a cracking job. It must be really hard to keep a straight face when you're performing TRHS. Especially when it gets personal.

Janet: (looking on the screens to see if she can find Brad.)
It all just seems to be empty rooms

Audience member:
and old Hear'say auditions!

She definately wasn't expecting that one poor love!

All in all it was cracking night and I really enjoyed myself.

As we know Richard O'Brien gave up being Riff Raff so it was different without him, and they'd toned it down a little bit by putting in those little screens and removing the Jason Donovan condom silhouettes.
It was really cool at the end though when we got a reprise of The Time warp and Mr O'Brien came on with his guitar.

Full respect to all those audience members who had the props (bells, cards, toilet rolls, water pistols and words of wisdom) which always makes it extra special.
Oh and if you'd love to be one check this out... the script!

and some advice

T -T-T-T-T-T-T Touch me......

I wanna be dirty..
Thrill me fill me
fulfill me....
Creature of the night!

More on that later.... with photos..